WINE AND GATES
The Logic Involved...
miss to must
haven't for thus, lived
wished if us
compare the sin's, given
appropriate, to a find
of gestures of cold futures
love in myth, to severity is climb
powers in done, duty, for the curiosity
where the world has no fear
i'm in the silence of another
lifetime, for out the question to hear
as shrewdness is, the goal of secrets of other...
when to run, ever...
when to sing, never...
when to religion, lover's...
when to cease, leaving...
happiness is a creature of flame
made from the purity, if not the tact
of suggestion seen, for a sound of ability in a name
the toward measure of seasons come and go, is a lip's fact...?
wealth to a shared have, in the pass of regret
we see in the causes of reason and realm, to few in the reach
of anger we keep, for but the price of heed and its set
many ire's and folds of compromise let, in the soul of each
where and how, the thirst for semblances of signs of need
immediate to the sigh of any and when, the terror of simplicity
if a love, if a low to know, we are the symbol's of greatness to seed
is to hap the spirit we serve, for higher kind or the rate of implicity...
haven't for thus, lived
wished if us
compare the sin's, given
appropriate, to a find
of gestures of cold futures
love in myth, to severity is climb
powers in done, duty, for the curiosity
where the world has no fear
i'm in the silence of another
lifetime, for out the question to hear
as shrewdness is, the goal of secrets of other...
when to run, ever...
when to sing, never...
when to religion, lover's...
when to cease, leaving...
happiness is a creature of flame
made from the purity, if not the tact
of suggestion seen, for a sound of ability in a name
the toward measure of seasons come and go, is a lip's fact...?
wealth to a shared have, in the pass of regret
we see in the causes of reason and realm, to few in the reach
of anger we keep, for but the price of heed and its set
many ire's and folds of compromise let, in the soul of each
where and how, the thirst for semblances of signs of need
immediate to the sigh of any and when, the terror of simplicity
if a love, if a low to know, we are the symbol's of greatness to seed
is to hap the spirit we serve, for higher kind or the rate of implicity...
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The Logic Involved...
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